Used to go courting;
Didn’t know how.
Now my love is married.
I’ve got no honey babe now.

I was young to marry
When I crossed the sea.
I ain’t got no children;
No honey babe for me.

Used to be a single man
Flirting around town.
Now I am a married man
Carrying my baby around.

Rather be a sailor
Way out on the sea
Than to be a married man
With a baby on my knee.